How Allen Became Ellen

by Rhonda

Chapter 3: Could Ellen Ever Get More embarrassed?

 

The drive home from the clothing store passed quickly, and Ellen helped his mother get the things out of the back seat. They both carried full armloads of garment bags, shoe boxes, etc. into the house and up the stairs to Ellen's room. As his mother unwrapped the clothing and was putting it away, Ellen made his biggest goof of the day so far. "After I'm done with this shit, we can save it all for little Billie to grow into" she said. Gert moved faster than he had ever seen her as she backhanded Ellen across the face. "You're stupider than I ever thought possible, or you are really starting to enjoy this" she said. "Your cousins will be here in a few minutes to get you ready for bed, so go down to open the door for them while finish this" she added. Ellen went downstairs, rubbing his cheek.

A few minutes later, Tracy and Stacy bounced in with their clothes for the weekend. This promised to be the first time they could really enjoy staying over with their aunt Gert, and they were looking forward to it. The three of them headed upstairs, with Stacy walking behind Ellen, lifting his skirt to see his panties and giggling. "Ellen's nightclothes are laid out, if you can help her get into them" Gertrude said, "I got a little to do downstairs and I expect no trouble up here". Ellen followed Tracy into the room and gasped "Oh no". As he looked around the room he saw a black sheer babydoll nightie with a matching bra and panties. It had 3" ruffles at the hem and on the shoulder straps, but on the bed was a diaper, with pins and baby powder on the stand next to it. Tracy's eyes lit up "This IS going to be fun" she shouted to her sister who couldn't see around Ellen who was stopped in the doorway, shaking. "First, we have to get your clothes off" Tracy said as she started unbuttoning Ellen's blouse. Stacy unbuttoned and unzipped the skirt from the back, then lifted Ellen's slip up nudging Ellen's arms as she did so she could pull it over his head. Quickly he was down to his bra panties and garter. Stacy unhooked the bra and garter from the back, and undid the stockings. Tracy then pulled down his panties, leaving him naked in front of his two cousins. Tracy led him to the bed and nudged him to lay down, which he did, still in shock. She positioned the diaper under him and powdered his butt and penis. Then she pulled the diaper around and pinned it snuggly around his hips. As she pulled his arm to stand him back up, she stepped back and both of them started laughing so hard their sides started hurting. Finally they settled down and picked up the bra and panties. Tracy from the front slid the bra up his arms and situated the breastforms into it, then Stacy hooked it. It was all lace except for the bottom half of the cups which were satin. IT squeezed the breast forms in enough to give Ellen a hint of cleavage. He then stepped into the bloomer style panties that were as sheer as the nightie except for a small cotton insert in the crotch. The diaper was plainly visible through them. Then Tracy lifted the gown over his head and lowered it over him. It came perfectly to the top of the diaper too. They each took him by an arm and led him to the full length mirror so he could see himself. "We must put her hair in pigtails for the night" she said as she left to get a hirbrush. Ellen looked in the mirror and started to cry, leaving gummy streaks in the makeup he was still wearing. Stacy led him to the bathroom where Tracy was waiting with the brush. She sat him down and explained the art of removing makeup with cream and a wet cloth while Tracy parted and bound his wig, fixing the hairpins and straightening it as she went. With that done they led him back to his room, he not walking well due to the thickness of the triple diaper between his legs. Gertrude came up again as they were entering the room. "She is so pretty in that gown, isn't she girls?" She inquired. "IT is very beautiful, any girl would be pround to wear that gown, and the diaper was such an inspiration Aunt Gert" Stacy answered.

"It will be so fun taking care of our baby girl this weekend" Tracy added. As she produced the baby bottle full of warm milk Gert said "Its' time I put our baby girl to sleep for the night, tomorrow is going to be so busy". With that she took Ellen by the hand and led him over to the bed, had him lay down with his head on her lap, and stuck the nipple in his mouth. Ellen began sucking on the nipple instinctively. By the time he had consumed the bottle he was starting to doze, so his mother lifted his head off her lap and onto the pillow. The three of them went to the door, and Tracy, as she reached for the light, took a diaper and set of pins off the dresser.

"She's always been the baby in our family" Stacy explained, as the girls said goodnight and headed for the guest room.

  

Ellen woke up just after 7 the next morning, which was extremely early for him since school was done. Not quite awake he began to make his way down the stairs to get some coffee. He was most of the way down the stairs by the time the rubbing on his thighs reminded him he was wearing a diaper. He made his way into the dining room on his way to the kitchen to get some coffee. The sound of his aunt laughing woke him up finally to the point he realized that all 4 girls were already up, sitting at the table. "Stacy, run home and get the little pink dress that Tracy wears sometimes while Ellen wakes up and has her breakfast" Aunt Lillie said to her daughter. Both girls got up, Stacy to go the few blocks to do her mother's bidding, and Tracy to escort Eleen to a seat at the table. She then went and filled a bottle with orange juice and brought it out to him. He was angry and started to say something, but remebered yesterday just in time, and all that was audible was "thanks" as he took the bottle. As breakfast was being finished Stacy returned. She held up a smallish pink dress that looked like something a three year old would wear. It was satin, with a lace overlay bodice, white lace on the sleeves and hem of the skirt, and netting sewn in to keep the skirt out. Ellen just looked at it with resignation, wondering what the cousins were planning to do to him now. Some of the things they were doing to him weren't too bad, he reasoned, like the look on Mr. Murphy's face when he realized he had been oogling a boy or the feeling of the lingerie fabrics on his hairless body at the store last night. He had never been around girl's stuff before, but he had been a little more than curious about it for some time. His cousins might have been successful if they had offered to let him try some of their stuff on his own. He just couldn't let them know that, especially now.

 

After breakfast, he meekly let the girls put the pink dress on him, fix his hair and apply a little makeup to him. If they wanted to play doll baby with him, it was better than some things he could think of if the situation were reversed. It was when his mother told the girl's to take him to Mrs. Stuart's, as she was ready to style his hair and do his nails and hands, that panic set in. Going outside in this outfit was almost too much. In shock and confusion, he started to cry again as the girls let him out the door, his diaper plainly visible under the short skirt.

Luckily no one was out at 8 on a Saturday, so he was unseen during the short walk next door, and started to gather a litle composure again as Stacy knocked on the door. As they entered the door, little Billie said "Mom, look at the sissy, and a diaper, a sissy baby. Serves you right"

"Now Billie, you and your sister go play while I am working with Ellen, just remember how you liked it when he put a dress and panties on you" his mom replied. Ellen burst into tears, sobbing so hard he almost collapsed, as he could feel his will drain from his body. "Now, now, we have to stop crying so I can work on you and you won't ruin the makeup". Having been a beautitian before the babies kept her at home, she had all types of things laid out on the kitchen table. She led Ellen over to the chair she had set up and sat him down. "First, I think we'll do the manicure, while our sweet little girl settles down" she said. "Do either of you girls know how to do nails?" she asked. "Let me show you a few tricks on shaping and smoothing, then you can do the other hand Stacy" she said. She took his hand in hers, and started filing on the first of Ellen's square cut nails. Ellen was calming down enough to watch as, one after another, his rough, unkempt fingers was filed, buffed and smoothed. They were now rounded almost to points, and the surface of the nails became shiny. The cuticles were trimmed back, and the rough scratchy skin around the ends of his fingers was buffed and creamed to a soft glow. Then each of them was polished with a translucent pink enamel that seemed to make the nails grow, as they looked so much longer and narrower than they had. "Now, get the stool over there, and you girls can each do a foot while I go to work on this hair." Mrs Stuart said as she put the pink plastic apron around Ellen's neck and tied it. "Remember, with the toes, a lot more rounded so they don't poke holes in Her stockings" She said as she started to work on the wig. She trimmed the uneveness from the wig, and rolled it in jumbo rollers along the bottom, so that they were just above Ellen's shoulders. After spraying them lightly with a setting solution and blow drying the curled hair with the unheated dryer, she went to work making tighter curls across the sides. She evened up the bangs, splitting them and feathering part back over the crown of Ellen's head, and part in whispy half-curls down to his eyebrows. Stacy, who was just finihing with his toes, looked up as mrs. Stuart started taking the rollers out, producing a gentle undertuck look across Ellen's shoulders and a wavy effect up the sides. "Wow!" she almost shouted, "What a difference, you look more like me than my sister does. Can you do that with my hair too" she said. "Can I see what you've done?" Ellen asked. "Not yet, we still have to do the brows, nad fix that pasty white complexion a bit, then you can see sweetie" Mrs Stuart said.

She then carefully applied a wax to the eyebrows, making them thinner and more arched, but still wide enough that they could still pass as masculine if needed. She applied a light bronze stain to his upper cheekbones and along his jaw. "OWWWW" Ellen said, as she removed the wax, and a third of his eyebrow. "Grit your teeth a little while I do the other side and that part will be all done" Mrs. Stuart said. "OWW" again as the other side was done. "Now, just a little trimming and that part will be done, this won't hurt at all" she said. Using a blotter and solvent, she blended the stain into his complexion to produce a tanned look to his face and upper neck. By this time curiousity was building in him. He could see the results of his hands and feet as they were finished up, but other than the sore eyebrows, he had no clue what Mrs. Stuart had done to his face and his hair. He just knew he had been sitting there over an hour and his butt was getting sore. "Sit still for a couple more minutes while I finish my touchups, then you can see" she said, adding "Can one of you girls go in to the bathroom and get the hand mirror, so Ellen can she how pretty she has become?" "If you're done crying I can put a little color on and do your eyes for you" she said. "I'm way beyond crying anymore, if I gotta be a girl for six weeks, I might as well look the part" Ellen said with a strong undercurrent of resignation in his voice. Mrs Stuart put a little dusty rose blush on his cheeks and applied matching mascara to his eyelashes. She used browns for eyeliner and on his eyelids, bring the color out almost to his cheeks. Wiping off the bright pink lipstick that the girls had put on him, she did his lips in a dark mauve, shaping them to look more sultry. Then Stacy handed him the mirror. "OHH MYY GODD" Ellen blurted. The image in the mirror didn't even look like him. He thought he looked like a girl yesterday when his cousins had done him up, but he could still recognize it as him. "I wouldn't know me if I saw myself on the street" he exclaimed. Gone was the white roundfaced boy with poor complexion, bushy eyebrows, and nondescript features. In its' place was a definite female with high contrasted cheeks, huge eyes and sculpured features surrounded by gentle curls the bangs on the forehead and the shoulderlenth sandy blonde hair swept up underneath as it reached the lace of the silly dress. If it wasn't for the "littlegirl" lace of the dress collar, this was a beautiful woman in the mirror. Stacy said, "See I told you you should've been a girl, and I'm serious, not joking. I'm a little jealuous of how pretty you really are". "Even our moms will be shocked when they see you now" Tracy said. "Can you do that for me?" Stacy asked. "If your mother approves, I don't see why not" Mrs. Stuart replied, "But I don't have time now, maybe later this afternoon while the children nap". "Thanks Mrs.Stuart" Stacy said,"Lets take our beautiful cousin home and show her off" "You girls go now, I'll clean up here, but do call and let me know what your mother says so I can be ready for you" Mrs Stuart said "yeah, thanks" Ellen mumbled in a barley audible voice.

 

They returned home without anymore encounters. Gertrude and Lillie were waiting in the livingroom as they entered. "MY GOD ALMIGHTY" they both eclaimed in unison. "Mrs Stuart promised a good job, but this is a miracle" Lillie said, adding "Who would have ever thought that the only boy born to the family in three generations would turn out to be the Prettiest girl". That brought out a look of jealousy from Stacy, who had to reluctantly admit if only to herself, that her mother was indeed correct. "Have you decided to be a good girl yet?" Gert asked Ellen. Ellen nodded yes. "Then we can dispense with the diaper, but remember, it will be here if you decide to be a baby again". she said. "I've laid out an outfit on your bed for you, be carefull not to muss your hair while you change" "Can you dress yourself or should your cousins help?" she asked.

"I can do it myself, if that's ok" Ellen said. "well you'll have to hurry a bit as Vickie should be here shortly" Gert said as Ellen started up the stairs. "I was so looking forward to helping her dress, and keeping her in diapers" Tracy said. "While that would indeed be fun for you, its' time to let Ellen adjust a little on her own, the shock this morning of going next door in that outfit should be quite enough to keep her on the straight for a while"

On his bed, Ellen saw the frost colored dress from the night before laid out, along with a pale green bra, panties, slip,the mint corset, and pale stockings. He carefully removed the baby dress and the diaper and set about putting on the foundation garments. He got into the panties and bra without much trouble, but it took a little doing to get the tight fitting corset hooked. As he started to pull up the first stocking, he remembered that the panties were supposed to go over the garters. Rather than fight with the corset again, he just pulled them through and hooked his stockings. He went over to the mirror, still carrying his slip, to see the results. He turned from side to side and was pleased with the results. He had to agree that he was indeed a lot better looking girl than he was as a boy. He put the slip on carefully and looked at himself again in the mirror. He was fondling his breasts, enjoying the feel of the silky nylon against the satin of his bra when Stacy peeked through the door. "I just came up to see if you needed any help sweetie, I didn't mean to interrupt you playing with yourself" she said. "But its' obvious to me that you are really enjoying this, even though you won't admit as much" she said. "If I told you something, could you keep it to yourself?" Ellen asked. "don't worry, your secrets are safe with me, I'll even not tell how I found you when I came in" Stacy said. "Well, if you had ever asked me to try some of your undies before without being forced to, I probably would have, just to see what they are like" Ellen said. "I've suspected that, seeing how you look at them when I'm home folding laundry, but you've always been so mean to me that I wouldn"t ever dare mention it before". Stacy replied. "I may even keep some of these panties for myself when this is over" he said. "I'm sure you will, and the bras too" Stacy said with a knowing lok in her eye. The look was a little unnerving to Ellen who thought"what did she mean by that" but didn't say it. He then quickly put the dress on along with the belt and matching shoes. My god I AM really, truly beautiful he thought to himself as he looked at the finished product in the mirror. The feelings disappeared as fast as they had come when he heard the knock on the door downstairs. Vickie was here!

  

  

  

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